The kid stayed quiet then, and I made my way back to the room that still held my brother inside.
"Where are you going?" he asks me, "The exit's that way."
"I'm getting my brother." I answered plainly.
"Your brother?" he asks, "Who's that? I don't think I met him."
"Probably not." I said, rolling my eyes.
He was quiet again and I was almost to the room when one of the "doctors" stopped me.
"Where do you think you're going?" he asks.
He's tall with blue hair and dark eyes I can't tell the color of. I groan and stop, keeping the kid within my grasp.
"I'm freeing my brother and myself." I growled.
"You will not. No one leaves here." he says.
"And who are you to say that?" I growled.
"I am Dr. Zexion, and I am the watcher of this floor. If you want to smuggle anyone out, you go through me first." he says smoothly and evenly, like he isn't afraid of me.
Is he like Xemnas?
"You think you can win against me?" I tested him.
"Yes." he says, smirking slightly, "I came up with the stuff that makes you the way you are."
Is he like us? Just making the stuff doesn't make him like us, but, what if he is?
"Making the stuff doesn't mean you can win against me." I tested again.
"I can win, because I created it, so I know how to shut it all down." he says.
I growl and narrow my eyes, "So? Are you saying you want to fight me?"
"I'm saying I'm going to keep you here and make sure no one escapes this place. That is my job after all." he snickers.
Argh, I hate these people. I just want to go home! How am I supposed to fight with this kid too? Ugh. This is harder than I had hoped.